That is the sound of the tumblers moving into place in my brain, and something is about to be unleashed. I love that feeling. I say that with as much trepidation as I do excitement. I'm scared as heck of what is coming around the horn, but here it comes so here we go.
The message is the same, always the same, so I know it's the right one. The delivery is where we have our issues. Oh, to stand there and be drowning in Spirit while saying to everyone- "Drown in the Spirit!"
To be this way is to be irrationally paranoid...writing that I realize that all paranoia is kind of irrational...I digress. To be paranoid of what God is doing. That is the irrational part. For how many verses can I go over..."I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." "Do not fear, for I am with you. Do not despair for I am your God." and so on and so forth. The Truth is all there. Adding me, the human element is what causes the anxiety. Which just goes to show the puny amount of faith I am running on. Wretch!
One day, we will stand before the Lord and hear the words, "Well done, good and faithful servant." Wanting to hear those words makes me feel like a brown-noser or something, even though I realize the stupidity of that thought. The line between my head and my heart is deep and very wide.
Even so, I will take these steps and speak the words, as the cliche goes, even if my voice trembles. I have no strength for this... but for the Lord's. Hold me up, Father. Take up when I let go. Of all the things I do from now until forever, may You be glorified, Lord!
Holy, holy, holy!!
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